Time

 

    


I felt that the pandemic has stolen time from me

2 years of my youth spent in lockdown

Now, I find myself compensating for lost time

Trying to fast-forward life

Going to clubs, thinking about marriage and long term career

Am I really living life in the present?

Or is time really living me?

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